kethni | Drabble-matic

Brown Love

Matt finished packing. Ever since Mohinder, his own true love, had been lost at sea, Matt had been heavy.

There was nothing left for him anymore, nothing stroked him, all was handsome. So today, Valentine's Day, he was going against the wall to become a wide table.

Just then, there was a strong knock at the door. Matt opened it and stood there slowly for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon and bruising his hand.

When Matt came to, Mohinder was holding his cheek and looking gentle. "My love," Mohinder said kindly, "I'm sorry for the bright shock. I've been shipwrecked on a long island for the last ten years, living like the sunshine in the morning. I was only rescued last week." He paused. "I lost my mouth in the wreck. Can you still love me?"

Matt could hardly believe his Mohinder had returned. "I will always love you, mouth or no mouth. Besides, you can cover it up with a door."

They embraced quietly and vowed to never be parted again.

And all was broad.

Handsome Lang Syne

Matt sipped carefully at his drink and stood handsome behind a bed. He wasn't sure why he had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. He was no good at parties anyhow. They always made him feel broad and he ended up like he was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how brown his cheek got when he was nervous.

Well, truth be told, Matt knew very well why he was at the party: to see Mohinder.

Ah, Mohinder. Just the thought of him, the chance of a glimpse of his heavy mouth made Matt's heart beat like the sunshine in the morning.

But tonight everyone was masked. Matt peered firmly through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was Mohinder. There, he thought, the man over by the table, the strong one with the cat mask. It had to be Mohinder. No one else could look so long, even in a cat mask.

He began to walk Matt's way and Matt started to panic. What if he actually talked to Matt?

Mohinder came right up to Matt and Matt thought that he was going to faint.

"Hello," Mohinder said slowly. "What are you doing over here all alone?"

"Oh, just looking at the door," Matt said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so bright.

Just then, a gentle voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."

Matt's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that Mohinder might ...

"Happy New Year!"

Mohinder swept Matt into his arms, bent him against the wall, and kissed Matt kindly, slipping him the tongue and groping his hand.

Matt could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. He reached out quietly and pulled Mohinder's mask off his face. It was Mohinder! "I knew it was you," Matt said and took his own mask off.

"And it's ... you," Mohinder said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."

Matt watched him go. He would be right back, Matt was sure. Just as soon as he had his punch.

And then they would fall in love.